Ode to Joy
Joy is a practical, tangible thing
That’s quickly become a lost art
It’s a clear witness to how we’re designed
A true longing that’s deep in our heart
Joy is nonverbal and faster than thought
Felt when a babe’s eyes twinkle bright
They shamelessly revel in how good it is
To be known as the cause of delight
Joy is a wondrous attachment of love
Relational, unforced and free
Climbing and building as all fears subside
Tuning us to live in synchrony
Joy forms a network of brilliant beliefs
With a chemistry that’s all its own
Other desires simply then follow suit
In the order of wisdom renown
Joy helps me know who I truly am
Then belonging to others with zest
Capacity grows, unveiling the means
To engage in the ways that are best
Michael Sullivant